Thank You Notes

If you don't mind, I have a few thank you notes to catch up on, Jimmy Fallon style.

Thank you, Teri, for getting married and adding Dave to the family. We were looking for a tall guy and a red head to welcome into the fold. And were it not for this blessed event, there would be zero photographic evidence of Katie's third trimester.

Great dinner party

Greater view

Greatest reception dessert

Thank you, Teri, for making us a part of your wedding morning preparations. More importantly, thank you for not including us in your wedding night plans. 

Thank you, Brooklyn, for hanging out with Uncle Rob at the reception. All we need to do now is find something more interesting than Christmas lights to hold your attention.

Thank you, Mickey Mouse, for finding your way into EVERY family gathering. 

Thank you, Tracy, for receiving the same gifts at your joint baby shower with Katie. If something happens to ours, we know where to swipe a replacement.

Homemade blankets. Montana tested, Mom Dawson approved.

Thank you, Sven, for being our guinea pig baby and giving us a parenting practice run. Sorry we couldn't replicate Houston's climate with our lousy humidifier.

This mobile came with flowers. I thought basketballs were a better fit for boys.

Yeah, I feel a little weird when my tie t-shirt matches my nursing pillow cover too.

So you're saying the bouncer is a winner?

When I say I'll keep an eye on a kid, I mean it.

Thank you, Neil, for filling up our email inbox with dozens of random pictures. Who knew downtown St. Louis was visible from an airplane or that the Jefferson Memorial looked better with a side mirror on its left?

Thank you, Hansens, for bringing us out to South Jordan. We love it here.  

One of theses cribs is rented. The other one is paid for. Straight cash, home-y. 

And speaking of moves, thank you, Neil and Deor, for deciding to move to Utah despite your lack of interest in doing so. Katie is losing her "buffer zone"  and we'll miss the trips to St. Louis, but I think it's going to be great having Grandma and Grandpa Jorgy around more often. 

And for those of you who not familiar with Jimmy's Thank You notes ....

Weiler Ice Cream ** Now featuring flavor!! **

Okay folks, let's play a little Family Feud.

If the Mark and Marjean Weiler family were a flavor of ice cream, the No. 1 answer on the board would be .............. survey says.........! Vanilla.

Harsh? Not at all. Who doesn't like vanilla? It has a recognizable taste, appeals to the masses, complements other desserts, and always comes in the super-size, super-savings bucket.

The downside: it leans heavily on the safe and predictable side and lacks in pizzazz.

But after our August 20 wedding, that all changed. We added a delicious, fruity, colorful swirl to our bucket. And I'm not talking about Kim Kardashian.

Just to be clear, Natalie is not a total wild card. She clearly has the Weiler organization trait.

How could you not have an awesome wedding with a binder that fat? Her recipe book was full of new ingredients that kept us in a taste-testing mood all night.

• Bride takes a back seat during her big moment to a pre-schooler. Classy

• A quiver-lipped and misty-eyed Kevin? Awesome.

• Color and style from head to toe. Eye candy.

Cool

Cooler

Coolest

Show-off

• Mad Libs-style well wishes for the bride and groom. Count me in.

• Photo booth for a guest book. Leave it to me to turn luggage into a football and my wife into a linebacker.

All this partying even gave us the gumption to play hooky to Subway.

And a flash mob to top it off!? Might be pushing my limits, but what's the worst that could happen?

Kinda tough to find me in these pics, but I'm kinda tough to miss in the video on my sister's blog. So glad she made you-know-who front and center. The fates truly were smiling at me that day.

You can't go wrong inviting Hall & Oates to your wedding, but the same cannot be said for inviting your brother in-law to your flash mob. I tried Nat. I really tried, but you can't expect vanilla to turn into cherry chocolate chip overnight. If it's any consolation, I taught Katie the dance, and she nailed it.

Welcome to our party, Natalie. You are the perfect finishing touch for our generation of the family, and we are thrilled about the little man leading the way for the next generation.